Anyone is capable of anything which is what I believe. You may look at me and think that you don’t have it in you to hurt me. I’m so beautiful, you would never want to cause me harm. So don’t think of it that way, instead think about how you are willing to do anything to put a smile on my face. There, now go pick up the sharp pretty knife there and take a nice long slice down my chest. Listen to my breathing get faster and look at the bright smile on my face as I see my own dark red blood dripping down my stomach. Feel that twinge in your pants, that powerful feeling is turning you on isn’t it? Don’t let it scare you, instead let’s see exactly what you are capable of.
Tag: Snuff phone sex
I was his unwilling snuff porn victim
I was his unwilling snuff porn victim. I was minding my business eating my snow cone on the park bench. I knew my skirt was a little short and When I saw him smiling, I might have uncrossed and crossed my legs making it ride up a little more. He looked like he had money and I wasn’t above fucking for a little cash. Then my world went dark. I woke up in a dark trunk of a vehicle. I tried screaming, but there was a ball gag in my mouth and blood was running down into my eyes. It felt like forever before I was pulled from the trunk and brought down to the damp basement and threw on a dirty old mattress. Lights flickered and my clothes were cut off. Men flooded into the room and I was being forced fucked. My ass was stretched, and my pussy was pounded until my stomach ached. Bits of dirty rope held me in place as I was gagged by cocks covered in blood, my blood. My ass and pussy had become one hole. Blood pooled under my ass. I saw a flicker of light glint off a blade before my heart was cut out of my chest. Maybe if I hadn’t been such a willing whore, I would still be alive.
Cut Me, Fuck Me
You have me laying in front of you, accessing my body the ideas of what you could do to me is rushing in your mind. I can see your cock twitch every time one of your little evil ideas excites you. Finally after a long time of leaving me in suspension you command me to spread my legs, as you pick up a butchers knife. You get between my legs and start to slide it’s sharp edge up into my pussy. It cuts and I can’t help me start to scream as the pain radiates all over my body, I feel you start to twist it, rotating it around and around like a corkscrew as it enters further inside me. Then in one quick motion you pull it out, I can audibly hear a slicing sound the pain is almost blinding now. I feel you get on top of me and slide your cock into the gaping mess that used to be my pussy. Your hot cock adds a stinging sensation on top of the pain as you fuck me fast in hard, when you stop you pull you cock out and I see it covered in my blood, as you start to jerk it over me until your blow you load all over my tits and face. At that moment everything for me goes black.
To Death
At night people pray for the Lord to take their souls if they were to die before they wake. While I pray to death to come and collect. However I don’t want to be a sleep I want the grim reaper to send his most wicked accomplice to do his bidding. I pray for someone evil and lustful to torture, me all night long and when the morning light comes he leaves me for dead. I want the last thing I see before fading into the dark nothingness of death’s embrace to be the reaper himself with his skeletal smile. With my last bit of strength and last breaths I will tell him “Thank you” as my end approaches. Are you the reapers vile accomplice?
Beautiful Nightmare
Most women when they think about being taken and molested, tortured and eventually killed they think it would be the worst thing to happen to them. They neglect the beauty of a woman exposed, and defenseless. The beauty of the fear knowing that your end would be coming soon. Your murderer is your savior, your molester could truly be your one true love who takes his man meat to purify you before sending you to your maker. Call me crazy but that would be a dream come true, a real beautiful nightmare. I would never take for granted the time and effect my torturer would put into making a masterpiece. I welcome my fate if I am ever so blessed to be chosen to meet such a beautiful demise.
A Kinky Twisted Bitch
I am a kinky twisted bitch I love to cut myself. I get a Sweet Sensation from me slitting my skin with a razor blade and looking at the blood drip down onto my legs. I like to cut it’s what I do I even like to cut when I’m being fucked it’s a super intense activity while I’m getting pleasure. I want to mutilate a virgin well I’m being fucked in my ass hole by a big fat juicy cum-filled cock. I want to kidnap a soft, innocent bubble booty virgin and bring her back to my place where some random guy who gets off on mutilation and fucking at the same time is going to make me feel everything I need to. I need a beast of a man to wear my fucking body completely out. I get so turned on by being abused and by getting to abuse a lovely honey cunt virgin. I’m going to be the girl who gets satisfied every time I’m going to be the disgusting fucking bitch who gets to get what I want when I want it. I want my brother’s girlfriend she is so sexy, and they’re both virgins, so I think I’m going to take care of her. My brother doesn’t even know what to do but me, on the other hand, I know exactly what to do to please myself. I’ve got tools I’ve got straight razors I’ve got handcuffs I’ve got needles I’ve got rubber bands I’ve got everything that I need to inflict pain on an innocent virgin twat. Come help me. I know we will have so much sadistic fun.
Deadly Bondage Date
I agreed to meet up with my ex for a little fun as he put it. He was one of the only ones who knew my desire for pain and death. The pit of my stomach filled with excitement wondering what he may have in store for me. He told me on the phone he was going to finally give me what I’ve always wanted. He was finally ready. In my mind a hundreds of ideas were starting to play out, I knew someone inside of him was an evil presence. After all this time was he finally willing to take the big step? When I got to his place he grabbed me roughly and tore away my clothes, as if he was in a hurry. Maybe he was worried he would give himself hesitation if he stopped. I was dragged down into the basement and the was two large poles, definitely new. It tied up my body tightly careful to only have my pussy and tits visible exposed. Looking down I saw blood on the floor and I realized I was not going to be his first. My stomach flipped, he had experience and knew exactly what he would be doing to me. He started with sliding his cock into my pussy as he plays a spider gag over my mouth, and ridiculed me for being such easy prey. He modified this gag to slowly start to puncture my mouth if I moved to much or started to fight. With how hard he started to fuck me, my mouth quickly filled with my own blood. He laughed saying I looked great being a pathetic snuff slut. It was finally looking like I would be getting exactly what I wanted.
I can be twisted 4 u
You told me snuff sex is the only thing that makes your cock grow. I laugh and think you are so kidding. I see the look in your eye and know you aren’t fibbing one bit. I have grown to be your fuck slut and will do whatever you need so you can cum nonstop. My perfect cunt gets ruined each time you have your fun. You want me to keep bleeding and keep being tortured. I won’t ever let you down again. I will do whatever it takes to keep that cock growing and ready to combust. I will forever be your victim, slut. Use me and abuse me. I know that is the only thing I am perfect for in your eyes.
Snuff Phone Sex: I Should Be a Mortician
Snuff phone sex is what gets my cunt wet. Dripping wet. I am not a romantic girl. I don’t cuddle. I do fuck, however. I met this man on Tinder. He seemed perfect. He is a mortician. I mean how could someone who works with dead bodies be a spooner? I was not expecting him to be sappy. He was an over the moon romantic. I had to get rid of him. Yeah, I am that bitch. I killed the mortician. We fucked in his mortuary on a table where he embalms cadavers and the mother fucker tried to spoon and cuddle with me. I grabbed a syringe of something and jammed it in his neck. He started convulsing and died quickly. Me bad. I was hoping just to numb him. I killed him but his cock was still hard. I am not against sex with dead bodies. In fact, I prefer it. When you kill a guy quickly enough and at the right time, his cock is still hard enough to fuck. Warm enough too. I love a hard cock. I enjoy fucking just not the romantic shit. I shoved his body into the crematorium and disposed of his body quickly. I think I need to become a mortician. They have the perfect tools for snuff.
Fantasy Phone Sex Death
I love a dark fantasy phone sex role play. I have this one fuck buddy I met on Tinder. We get together, get high and fuck. It is a perfect relationship for me. I don’t have many fuck buddies who will get high with me. I told him this vampire fantasy I have, which I think I got from watching too much True Blood lol. He had a surprise for me. He had the most realistic vampire teeth when I met him. I did a line of coke and planned on giving him head, but he bit my neck. He bit me so hard, I felt blood running down my neck. It was hot as fuck. The smell and taste of blood is hot and sweet. My blood was running over the head of his cock as I polished his knob. He enjoyed my crimson red blood on the head of his throbbing cock. What was fantasy sex quickly turned into snuff sex as more and more of my blood poured from the wound on my neck. I soon realized I was sucking my last cock. The little bite was actually a deep puncture wound on a major artery. I was dulled from the pain initially because of the coke. I felt myself getting weaker and fainter the more the blood poured down my neck. He could turn me or kill me. Of course, he killed me. I am a worthless whore.